Taking advantage of the explosion and flash of the weapon platform, Queen Chuckchel of Yasok commanded the tribe to quietly walk towards the Beta defense platform below, and walked down from the edge without a firepower platform but only a sandbag as a cover. At this moment, the black beetle as a palm was almost burned to death by the flamethrower. Even if there were still some fish that had escaped the net, they would be stabbed to death by the Yasok tribe with a short spear. The slippery bones rose from the blood tide in front of her and gradually formed a small platform, as if they had grown from the ground. Queen Yasok shouted a long time, waved her hand to greet her and jumped off the blood-soaked sandbag with her.

Just as the First Secret Regiment and the Ten Knights were busy pouring out fire, no one had the ability to care about them on such a long and tortuous front. But now it was different. The officers discovered the movements of the Yasok clan, and a searchlight accurately captured their whereabouts. At the same time, the news was also spread to expert Laura Crawford and Mars technicians. The female archaeologist took a Mars technician to hand the loudspeaker, shouted to the Yasoks in the stuttering Quechua dialect, telling them the danger of blood tide and begging them to stay.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Queen Yasok turned around and found her from the complex fortifications. She roared in a rough voice and then jumped off the sandbag without hesitation, falling to the wet and sharp pile of bones below. Then a beam of laser heat shot at Yasok's men. Accurate, fatal, and without hesitation, a Yasok's head was penetrated in the blink of an eye, and the body smashed the fortifications like a rockfall, splashing a large piece of blood. This shot came from the team accurate shooter of the First Secret Regiment. He had fought guerrilla warfare with local extremist organizations on the battlefield of Afghanistan with the members of the team, and made outstanding contributions to the Immortal City's acquisition of local geological mineral data.

The shot was so sudden that Laura Crawford was a little unbelievable. Queen Yasok's shouts rang out from the blood tide below, and even the chant echoing in the cave could not hide the anger in her voice. Laura Crawford translated this sentence stumbled in the communicator, but the officer was indifferent to Queen Yasok's curse. "Now it is determined that Yasok surrendered to the enemy." He said, "Killing is allowed."

"They don't understand, sir! They don't understand the discipline of the modern army at all!" Laura Crawford stood up anxiously. She turned on the communicator and said hurriedly, "Maybe she thinks she has a way to solve this problem, so she does it!" After a few seconds, the captain of the First Secret Regiment gave the answer. This period of time was extremely long in Laura Crawford's perception, because she knew that her words would be rebuked as a fallacy. All the British officers she had contacted were guys who believed that authority was above everything else. Moreover, Laura knew that she was not sure, and she had no idea what Queen Yasok wanted to do. The superstitious thinking and cultural inertia of this ethnic group could not be understood by her common sense.

"I will give you time, three minutes." The captain said in the communicator, his tone still as cold as ever, as if he had injected too many combat medicines. In fact, the soldiers of the First Secret Regiment would take medicine to reduce human sexual desires. They would not care much about anything except the love and orders of their comrades, and they could not have their own lives until they retired. This is the First Secret Regiment, the sinners found by the Emperor from the battlefield, and they must atone for their sins. "Find out Yasok's thoughts, otherwise I would shoot them with a bomb gun before they approach the stone gate. I would not allow them to get close to the wizards and let them disrupt the plans of the Guards, do you understand?"

"I see."

"You have two minutes and forty-five seconds left, archaeologist." The captain curious eyes were cast by the logistics officer beside him. The captain just shrugged and pointed at the rising oil smoke burning in front of him and the smoke from various weapons. Through the gray smoke, they could only see the dazzling witchcraft flash behind the smoke. "This is not soft-hearted, but we may not be able to live at that time unless we are lucky enough." He said, "and I don't think the Yasok people can run to the stone gate, maybe they will die on the road."

"Pessimistic." The officer commented, "Laura Crawford is important."

"If she really deserves the attention of the emperor, then she should play a role now." The captain waved. As he said, the Yasok people were not moving smoothly under the searchlight. Walking on the slippery and sharp bones was a very dangerous thing. From time to time, people fell into blood and never appeared again. Queen Yasok held a hunting spear. The closer she got to the stone gate, the brighter the runes on the obsidian hunting spear. "Continue to pour out fire, but I don't want the precise shooter to move the correct mind away from the Yasok people. There are anti-tank missiles, which require at least one to be adjusted to an unguided mode. I need the safest means to eliminate all possibilities."

While answering reports from the captain and the Knights' officers in the chain of command, Supiluliumas waved his long halberd in his hand and killed the creatures in the outer dimension. These creatures that had just crawled out of the wounds of the space-time structure had no skin, and their blood-red muscles were exposed naked to the foul smelly air, and their fuzzy bodies flashed out of thin air, and their movements were intermittent. Then the blood-still remaining on the body of these spiritual entities was burned dry, and they completed abnormal development like insects drilling out of cocoons, completely different from the fuzzy phantoms in the air before.

They wear a layer of skin woven from external energy, grow deformed claws, abnormally hyperplastic bone plates, teeth that pierce the skin, and unbiologically pelvic wings and weird limbs are extremely threatening. The reason they appear in this form is entirely because of the inherent concept of this existence. The source of energy in the outer dimensions is the South Americans who died in the earthquake, and there is a strong religious atmosphere here. Every unnatural muscle of theirs is woven from the souls that died in disasters. Therefore, when millions of people think they should have wings, they have wings.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, no matter how terrifying the monster is, it cannot stop the blade of the Imperial Guard Supiluliumas.

He stood in front of the Seraphine shield composed of the secret mage of Kamataj, and used one person to fight against the spiritual entities that kept gushing out of the silver stone gate. The black vicious hook claws slipped weakly from his armor. The profane words spoken by the long tongue could not affect his mind. The creatures in the outer dimension were broken into irrecoverable pieces in front of him, and then turned into smoke and dust to disappear from the material universe. Supiluliumas turned a deaf ear to the curse that these creatures were expelled before they were expelled. Even the continuous movement and changes formed by the four-dimensional, five-dimensional and even six-dimensional topological structures behind the door could not make him hesitate at all.

His will is indestructible, and no external energy can corrupt his mind because he is the Imperial Guard.
Chapter completed!